Or more than any living man could bear. Now you have heard the truth, what fay you, Romans? Have we done aught amifs? Show us wherein, Will, hand in hand, all headlong caft us down, EMIL. Come, come, thou reverend man of Rome, The common voice do cry, it shall be so. [peror! ROM. [Several fpeak.] Lucius, all hail; Rome's royal emLUCIUS, &c. defcend. MAR. Go, go into old Titus' forrowful house; [To an Attendant. And hither hale that misbelieving Moor, To be adjudg'd fome direful flaughtering death, [governor! For nature puts me to a heavy task ;— MAR. Tear for tear, and loving kiss for kiss, Thy brother Marcus tenders on thy lips: O, were the fum of thefe that I fhould pay Luc. Come hither, boy; come, come, and learn of us To melt in showers: Thy grandfire lov'd thee well : Many a time he danc'd thee on his knee, Sung thee asleep, his loving breast thy pillow; Friends should affociate friends in grief and woe: Bor. O grandfire, grandfire! even with all my heart I ROM. You fad Andronici, have done with woes; Give fentence on this execrable wretch, That hath been breeder of these dire events. Luc. Set him breaft-deep in earth, and famish him; There let him ftand, and rave and cry for food: If any one relieves or pities him, For the offence he dies. This is our doom: Some ftay, to fee him faften'd in the earth. AAR. O, why fhould wrath be mute, and fury dumb? I am no baby, I, that, with base prayers, I fhould repent the evils I have done; Ten thoufand, worse than ever yet I did, Would I perform, if I might have my If one good deed in all my life I did, will; I do repent it from my very foul. Luc. Some loving friends convey the emperor hence, And give him burial in his father's grave: My father, and Lavinia, fhall forthwith No funeral rite, nor man in mournful weeds, [Exeunt. END OF VOLUME FIFTH. 7177-182 |